He looked into her eyes, waving his paw in front of her eyes. She was blind, and he had just realized that. "Oh, ok. You just seem..." He shook the thought, smiling at her. "Anyway, my name's Cream. What's yours?"
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He nervously looked around, catching the scent of another cat nearby.
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He purred, smiling. "Well, nice to meet you Flareheart!"
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He smirked. "Let's both do it...t-that way we get done faster!" He quickly added.
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He quickly dodged, rolling across and hopping back upon his paws. "Yeah...we're just getting started!" He lept after her, swirving and chasing her.
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He nods, and he sat next to her, beginning to pluck berries. Their pelts softly touched each other, and Cream noticed and began blushing.
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He reacted quickly, rolling on the ground, and bucking wildly in attempt to get her off.
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He narrowed his eyes, curious. This was too easy...time to play with her. "Well, it seems like its now over."
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Name: "My name is Ember. Pleased to meet you."
Gender: "As if you can't tell, heheheh...wait...what? I'm a male! Come on!"
Breed: "I am happily an American Shorthair."
Looks: [img width=510 height=441]http://oneally.com/wp-content/…-shorthair-cat-orange.jpg[/img]
Personality: "Although I can get protective for friends at times, I'm a loyal caring tom. I'm not afraid to have fun. Though I...Uh...I can't talk to females...especially pretty ones...I get real shy and blushy, and I studder real bad.
History: "Not very much to say, I was born in a two kitted litter, my brother happy in his twoleg home, as are my parents Cream and Feather. I always wanted to explore, so I left home and went out searching for the longing in me...whatever it is."
Likes: "1. Ah, food. I could eat plenty of food, epsecially birds. *squeal*, my favorite.2. I also like to run. I always was a scamperer as a kit, and it followed me to adulthood. 3. Lastly, I guess love. It just makes me feel so...weird...and I like it! Does that make ME weird?"
Dislikes: "1. Fighting. I'll always try to avoid it, but I won't hesitate to fight for a friend or loved one. I can't stand to see a cat in danger, or suffering. 2. Swimming. Tried it, hated it. 3. Cats who ignore kits in danger. What jerks."
Crush: "Oh boy...my best friend...Man, it was awkward when we first met...I was so shy around her. But she was so sweet to me, and I've had a crush on her ever since."
Kits: "I don't mind them at all. The more the merrier! I just find them so adorable and fluffy, I could just hug them to death!"
Other: "Nothing really left to say."
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He slowly walked up, putting his paw on her chest, as if he had taken unclaimed territory.
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Awesome! :P I figured by friend you were directing towards me anyway. I can't wait to start!
I know, Zoey isn't the best one on L4D, but she's not the worst either. Besides, I mostly play infected anyway.
Anywho, onwards!
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Ember layed upon his feathery moss bedding, sleeping soundly and happily. Light from the sun rushed into his humble home, striking his face as if he was just hit by a monster. He groaned in agony, wishing for just 5 more minutes. Forcing himself up, he blinked the sleep out of his eyes, and exited his den entrance.
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He grinned devilously. "I didn't." He shifted his body, leaving her lopsided, and he swept her feet, pinning her feet.
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Ember rubbed his eye with his paw, getting the sleep out of his eye as he headed for the fresh kill pile. Disappointingly it was empty, but his heart skipped a beat when he spotted Black-Tail returning from a hunt. He padded up to her, purring. "Morning Black-Tail. How are you doing on this fine morning?"
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He looked curiously up to where she had mentioned, and with a large blush, flattened it down. "Oh...Uh...I-I-I'm fine, thanks." He studdered. He always did like her, ever since they met. Trying to change the subject, he looked at the catch. He wanted to attempt to make a move. "He-hey Black-Tail...uh, if I uh...I mean you don't have to if you don't want to but..." His tail flicked with embarassment, and he felt hot under his pelt. "If I catch a bird, would you like to...uh...share it? I was just wondering because we both like f-food alot, and I thought maybe we could eat it t-together."
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Ooc: Depending on what it's about, sure.
Ic: Ember's ears shot back. "Well, we don't want that, do we? I'll be right back with out food!" He said excitedly as he raced off in search of s meal for his crush.
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Ooc: Sorry! I was real tired, and I literally passed out as soon as I posted that, so I couldn't put anything big. Don't cry! D;
Ic: As Ember returned to camp, he witnessed Black-Tail comforting a hurt kit. He was astonished. The kit immediately felt better. It's wonderful. They love her, he thought, It's no wonder why she adores kits so much. He rushed ip to her with a large bird in his jaws. "I got a big one for you!" He said, but the bird covered his mouth, making it come out muffled.
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Cream closed his eyes, fatigue taking over his body. The tom approached Frozeneyes, resting his tail on her shoulder. "We should let him rest. We'll move him later."